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Rich the Kid - Greedy Lyrics



Rich the Kid - Greedy Lyrics
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[ Featuring Jeremih ]

I don't wanna get greedy
She calls when she needy
Got bands in the duffle
I count paper, don't read it
Call me Mister Big Shot
I hit it with one sock
Doing big, can't stop
She calls when she needy

Let me pick and roll, say you want the play play
Want a fix huh? Slide in your playground
All she know is big business, all I know is gettin' in it
I walk through for some doors, just bought the coupe, no ceiling
Nah, I ain't tryna just spend it, but f*cked around and threw rain here
All I know is we runnin', Forrest Gump into the money
Told her, "It's bedtime" wrist on wristwatch
She said, "Daddy don't stop" leave the band on my spot
Nope, they talkin' in the street, some are chasin' that Summer breeze
Face on a wall like Mona Lisa, clap that ass, don't need no audience
So cold, leave the Summer freezing, hope you ain't on no teasin' teasin'
So fine you ain't gotta sneak her, kick a little then we get to sneakin'

I don't wanna get greedy
She calls when she needy
Got bands in the duffle
I count paper, don't read it
Call me Mister Big Shot
I hit it with one sock
Doing big, can't stop
She calls when she needy
I don't wanna get greedy
She calls when she needy
Got bands in the duffle
I count paper, don't read it
Call me Mister Big Shot
I hit it with one sock
Doing big, can't stop
She calls when she needy

She be callin', she fiendin', four in the mornin', she need it
You a fool if you eat it, might flex on her for no reason
I'm in Paris, she freakin', neck cold, wrist freezin'
Waterslide, she leakin', straight to f*ckin', ain't speakin'
From the bottom, got this shit out the street, I was hustlin', made a mili a week
Overseas, on a jet for the cheese, fifteen hundred just for my jeans
All she know is big business, flexin' up 'cause I'm winnin'
Copped the foreign a new Bentley, she wanna peel with that Henny
Why they hatin', pull up Lamborghini, model bitches out the magazine
Lil' foreign put her on the team, makin' money, you can't intervene
One hundred, I can never switch up, too foreign, got my trunk in the front
Bad bitch, give her dick and a blunt, too greedy, talkin' 'bout what you want
Rich!

I don't wanna get greedy
She calls when she needy
Got bands in the duffle
I count paper, don't read it
Call me Mister Big Shot
I hit it with one sock
Doing big, can't stop
She calls when she needy
I don't wanna get greedy
She calls when she needy
Got bands in the duffle
I count paper, don't read it
Call me Mister Big Shot
I hit it with one sock
Doing big, can't stop
She calls when she needy
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I don't wanna get greedy
She calls when she needy
Got bands in the duffle
I count paper, don't read it
Call me Mister Big Shot
I hit it with one sock
Doing big, can't stop
She calls when she needy

Let me pick and roll, say you want the play play
Want a fix huh? Slide in your playground
All she know is big business, all I know is gettin' in it
I walk through for some doors, just bought the coupe, no ceiling
Nah, I ain't tryna just spend it, but f*cked around and threw rain here
All I know is we runnin', Forrest Gump into the money
Told her, "It's bedtime" wrist on wristwatch
She said, "Daddy don't stop" leave the band on my spot
Nope, they talkin' in the street, some are chasin' that Summer breeze
Face on a wall like Mona Lisa, clap that ass, don't need no audience
So cold, leave the Summer freezing, hope you ain't on no teasin' teasin'
So fine you ain't gotta sneak her, kick a little then we get to sneakin'

I don't wanna get greedy
She calls when she needy
Got bands in the duffle
I count paper, don't read it
Call me Mister Big Shot
I hit it with one sock
Doing big, can't stop
She calls when she needy
I don't wanna get greedy
She calls when she needy
Got bands in the duffle
I count paper, don't read it
Call me Mister Big Shot
I hit it with one sock
Doing big, can't stop
She calls when she needy

She be callin', she fiendin', four in the mornin', she need it
You a fool if you eat it, might flex on her for no reason
I'm in Paris, she freakin', neck cold, wrist freezin'
Waterslide, she leakin', straight to f*ckin', ain't speakin'
From the bottom, got this shit out the street, I was hustlin', made a mili a week
Overseas, on a jet for the cheese, fifteen hundred just for my jeans
All she know is big business, flexin' up 'cause I'm winnin'
Copped the foreign a new Bentley, she wanna peel with that Henny
Why they hatin', pull up Lamborghini, model bitches out the magazine
Lil' foreign put her on the team, makin' money, you can't intervene
One hundred, I can never switch up, too foreign, got my trunk in the front
Bad bitch, give her dick and a blunt, too greedy, talkin' 'bout what you want
Rich!

I don't wanna get greedy
She calls when she needy
Got bands in the duffle
I count paper, don't read it
Call me Mister Big Shot
I hit it with one sock
Doing big, can't stop
She calls when she needy
I don't wanna get greedy
She calls when she needy
Got bands in the duffle
I count paper, don't read it
Call me Mister Big Shot
I hit it with one sock
Doing big, can't stop
She calls when she needy
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Writer: Dimitri Roger, Jeremih Felton
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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Performed By: Rich the Kid
Featuring: Jeremih
Length: 3:08
Written by: Dimitri Roger, Jeremih Felton

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